If you can't learn, then just fall in love

But it's not what I want, Ichika bit her lip.

PS persecute a flower, go go go

I always like Nino

Chapter 180 What You Left Behind

"No, even if you say so, Ichika, I can't do it." Nino didn't tell Ichika that Hanyu was going to study abroad, because she knew that Hanyu didn't seem to want to cause trouble for everyone. "After all, we are about to transfer to another school. Even if I tell him my feelings, it won't change anything."

Ichika smiled bitterly and waved the doll in front of Nino's eyes, "I'll talk to dad about the transfer, you don't have to worry about it."

After Nino left, Ichika lay on the bed. She knew very well that Nino and Miku had feelings for Hanyu, but she didn't expect it to be so strong. She used to be complacent because Hanyu communicated with her much more than her sisters. Even if Hanyu chose someone later, she could comfort herself.

But she didn't know that she had wasted all her opportunities. Every time she talked with Hanyu, she was happy that the boy could always expose her disguise and find the real Ichika, who was not reliable at all, a little confused, and wanted to rely on others, but she never found out that the gentle boy was not the real him.

"I was so close to the real you, Qingzora." Thinking back to the moments she spent with Hanyu, Ichika used her fingers to give herself an awkward smile, "I regret it a little bit."

Ichika is an older sister, so it is natural for her to protect her younger sister. This has always been her creed.

"Is this really okay, Ichika?" On the day of the club activity, Hanyu looked at her with a worried look on his face. "Although I have no right to say anything bad about you, you will suffer someday."

"How could that be? I'm the reliable elder sister, unlike the gentle male protagonist like Qingkong." Ichika remembered that this was her answer at the time.

There was a knock on the door. Before Ichika could adjust her mentality, Yotsuba came in and said, "Ichika, can you go out with me to buy something..."

Coming up to Ichika, Yotsuba looked at her worriedly, "Ichika, are you crying?"

"My eyes just hurt. I haven't gotten enough sleep these past few days." Ichika isn't that hopeless. She has long since stopped crying and can't cry in front of her sister. "If you want to go shopping, wait until I have a little rest before going out with Yotsuba, okay?"

Yotsuba sat next to Ichika with a silly smile on her face, "Hey~ I would feel more relieved if Ichika really cried."

Poking Yotsuba's forehead unhappily, Ichika wondered if her fourth sister was stupid.

"Don't poke me, I really think so." Yotsuba pinched Ichika's finger, placed it between her eyebrows, and closed her eyes, "Because since mom passed away, Ichika has rarely cried. I always think that crying occasionally is like you, Ichika."

Seeing the nostalgic look on her sister's face, Ichika looked confused, "Yotsuba, you must be remembering it wrong. I have always been like this."

Yotsuba shook her head. "Ichika, you've changed a lot since then. When you were a child, you weren't gentle at all. You were like a child king, and you loved to snatch things from us."

Ichika blinked sheepishly, she had forgotten she was like that when she was little, "Really? That's really not cute."

"That kind of Ichika was pretty good. When a boy was mean to me, you taught him a lesson on my behalf." Yotsuba tried hard to sink into her memories. "I can't remember the details, but Ichika you were pretty handsome at the time, and you teased that boy so much that he didn't even know who he was."

Ichika's mouth twitched. She didn't expect that she was so naughty when she was a child and left such an impression on Yotsuba.

"Anyway, Ichika, if you want to cry, don't hold it back," Yotsuba pointed her finger at Ichika's lips, "Qingkong once told me, 'Just laugh when you want to cry'. Although this statement has some truth, it's better to follow your own thoughts."

At this time, an unknown patient sneezed and almost threw the phone in his hand away. "No, no, no, I don't have a cold. Thank you for your concern, uncle."

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go shopping. I just want to make a phone call." Ichika stood up and smiled softly, "Maybe we don't have enough snacks at home."

Yotsuba nodded and followed Ichika's steps.

While walking on the street, Yihua was about to call her father, but found that he was already on the phone, so she could only call back after she finished shopping.

Carrying the bag, Ichika took out his phone and called his father again, "Hello, Dad, it's Ichika. I have something to tell you."

"Ichika-kun, please speak."

Yotsuba, who was standing next to her, took the bag from Ichika's hand obediently, allowing Ichika to have a good talk with her father.

"No need to be so polite, Dad, just call me Ichika." Ichika smiled and touched Yotsuba's head, "It's like this, I want to talk about the transfer of the five of us. Is there any hope for this matter? We don't want to leave our current school."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, "Ichika, do you know that I never planned to let you go to Fengzhizaki from the beginning?"

"Well, I was originally going to go to that aristocratic school."

"The reason why I let you go to Feng No Saki is because I want to find a friend for you, so I arranged for you to go to Qingzora-kun's school. The reason why I let you transfer is not because of your academic performance problems."

"Then there's no need for us to transfer schools. Qingkong can tutor us, and Fengnosaki doesn't have a rule that requires students to repeat a grade if they fail an exam." Ichika's tone was a little anxious.

"..." The father on the other end of the phone was as cold as ever, "Anyway, it's already been decided. Ichika, as the elder sister, please do their work."

"I know. Sorry to bother you, Dad."

Before I hung up, my father's voice came over again, "Although he didn't let me tell you... Qingkong also told me about this matter on the phone just now, but he didn't convince me because he didn't have the corresponding awareness."

Ichika bit her lip. She didn't know how many traces that idiot would have to leave to be satisfied. He couldn't even take care of himself, yet he still cared about everyone around him. Wasn't he tired at all?

"Dad, what will be the punishment if we don't transfer schools?"

Yotsuba, who was standing next to her, noticed something was wrong and grabbed the corner of Ichika's clothes, but she did not stop Ichika. Perhaps she wanted to stay just as much as Ichika did.

"I thought you were a good kid, Ichika."

Ichika smiled softly, remembering what Hanyu had said about the so-called [correct answer], and she made a calm decision, "I don't want to transfer schools. Nino, Miku, Yotsuba, and Mayu all have the same idea as me. We want to stay in Toyosaki, even if you don't agree, we will stay."

"Ichika, do you have the corresponding awareness?"

Ichika didn't answer, but she knew what she should do as an older sister. In order to make her sisters happy, she didn't mind making a few sacrifices. "Yes, this is the only thing I can do. Please respect my decision, Dad." Holding Yotsuba's hand, Ichika thought of the fool who was unwilling to bother but was determined to do it. This awareness was probably the gift he left for her.

After hanging up the phone, Ichika smiled. She didn't want Yotsuba to worry about her. "I seem to have done something very extraordinary. I should have discussed it with you in advance."

Yotsuba tightly grasped her sister's hand, "Ichika looks very handsome like this, I think so."

Back in her bedroom, Ichika took the doll that Hanyu gave her and said, "Is he handsome? Not at all. I just borrowed the courage from Qingkong."

I just discussed it with my sisters, and everyone agreed with Yihua's proposal. As for their father's opposition, they plan to protest by moving out.

"It's great that Nino and Miku can stay with Qingzora. This way my lovely sisters can be happy too." Ichika looked in the mirror and sorted out her expression. "I have to take care of the financial issues from now on. Come on, Ichika."

"If only Nino could straighten that idiot out."

Ichika smiled softly, "I seem to have once again done something that Qingkong didn't want me to do. There's nothing I can do. If I don't seize the opportunity, then Nino will have to come. I'm not qualified."

"Ah, why am I crying..."

PS I always like a flower

Although I think it might be cold

Chapter 181: A Few Things About the Hanyu Family

【Happy birthday, ex-girlfriend. 】

At exactly midnight, Hanyu sent birthday wishes to Eriri. He didn't have such a strange habit. He just simply couldn't sleep and wanted to find someone to chat with.

"That being said, I'm afraid of disturbing others..." Hanyu sat on the sofa and watched TV boredly, "I didn't expect that I would suffer from insomnia."

Tomorrow, no, today is the day to board the flight. Hanyu went home and stayed with his mother for a few days. He thought he was mentally prepared, but he still had some insomnia.

Thinking about how he usually stayed up late because of other people's affairs and complained "It's so troublesome, I want to sleep", and now he is like this, Hanyu smiled helplessly.

After pouring a glass of water, he just sat there in a daze holding the quilt. The light from the TV shone on his face, reflecting Hanyu's unchanged face.

"Why did you cut your hair? Mom would be very happy if Qingkong could keep long hair." Chinana quietly appeared behind Hanyu and did not intend to scare her son, but her expression collapsed when she saw Hanyu's frightened expression. "Usually, it's easy for him to find his mother. What happened today?"

"Nothing, I was just distracted." Hanyu wiped the water that spilled on his pants, "Mom hasn't gone to bed yet... I really woke you up. I'll turn off the TV and go back to my room now."

After saying this, Hanyu was stunned, because he didn't turn on the TV at all. Disturbing someone was just an excuse. He just didn't want to stay here.

Chinana gently held down Hanyu who was about to get up and shook her head, "Mom, I just can't sleep like you. I want to chat with Qingkong for a while. Qingkong is the same, right?"

Hanyu knew that his mother usually went to bed early. The fact that she hadn't rested at this time probably made her feel the same as he did, feeling reluctant and sad.

"Then I'll go get some water for mom."

"Qingkong is still so considerate," Qiannai took the water with a smile and patted her side with her hands, "Stay closer to mommy, okay?"

Hanyu sat down and stared blankly with his mother. The two of them stared at the silent screen and took a sip of water from time to time. The only voices in the huge house were theirs.

"It feels like it's been a long time since we've spent time together like this. It really makes me miss it." Chinana's gentle voice made Hanyu fall into memories. "When I was a child, my mother's favorite thing was to be in a daze with Qingkong."

"Please don't make me sound like a loser, okay? Besides, you once said that your favorite thing to do was to bully me."

Chinana leaned her head on Hanyu's shoulder and pretended not to hear anything. "In the past, Qingkong liked to find his mother and sit on her lap to read. At that time, I thought that such a young child started reading books that even I couldn't finish. My son is really amazing."

"Qingkong also likes to ask his mother to sit in front of the piano and play with him. Sometimes he will complain to his mother because his hands are too small to play well."

"But later, Qingkong became more and more different. He always took care of his mother tenderly. He was still a child, but he always did adult things." Hanyu heard bitterness in his mother's voice. He wanted to smile to show that he was fine, but he couldn't. "Sometimes I think that I am actually a very incompetent mother. I said we would go to the fireworks display but I left you alone because of something unexpected. I said we would celebrate your birthday together but I broke the promise and left you to blow out the candles alone."

Hanyu wanted to say something to comfort his mother, but someone pointed a finger at his mouth.

"Children are not allowed to interrupt when mom is talking~" Although still leaning on Hanyu's shoulder and looking ahead, Chinana seemed to know what Hanyu wanted to do, "Qingkong has heard this kind of words countless times since he was a child. I'm telling you now that mom knows she's wrong."

"Makoto and I have put too much pressure on you. I cannot deny that." Makoto is the name of Hanyu's father. That serious man was not at home even when his son went abroad to study.

"But Qingkong, you are doing better and better. He and I are very pleased. We are pleased that our son has grown up suddenly and can do what he should do without the strict requirements as before."

Hanyu couldn't imagine his father looking pleased at all. In his impression, the man always had a stern face and seemed to have never smiled.

"We are more and more confident in you. We are all proud of you. We don't even care if you write light novels or fall in love. After all, the premise of your actions is to do everything to the extreme."

“Proud of me?” Hanyu murmured to himself, “I’ve never heard of such a thing.”

"Makoto has always been like this. He was like this when we were dating. He obviously liked me very much but he still said it was arranged by his family. To use Sayuri's words, he is an awkward tsundere."

Hearing his mother's comments about his father, Hanyu couldn't help but laugh.

"Your father knew you were going to study abroad, and he specifically asked Reiji to use his connections to look after you." China could not help but smile when she heard her son's laughter, "He told you not to know when he was doing this, after all, you don't like this kind of thing."

Hanyu doesn't like to use connections to get things done because he feels that this will always weaken his efforts.

Although being the only son of the Hanyu family does give him a lot of conveniences, part of the reason why Hanyu likes to write light novels as a singer is that he can use a virtual identity to do what he likes without having others think that "the genius of the Hanyu family can do anything."

"Qingkong, there is something I have always wanted to tell you."

"Hmm?" Hanyu could vaguely guess what his mother wanted to say. This was also what he, the gloomy Hanyu Qingkong, had always wanted to hear.

"I told Sayuri about your study abroad. I just sent her your boarding time. I guess she will find time to tell Eriri."

Hanyu covered his face helplessly. He actually thought that his mother, who enjoyed bullying him, would say something he wanted to hear. He really thought too much. "My mother really loves me, hehe..."

"Of course. Mom really likes watching you communicate with Eriri. Although Xiaohui is not bad, her presence is a bit low."

"If I were Xiaohui, I would cry in front of you, mom." Hanyu calculated the probability that Aunt Sayuri would tell Eriri about this.

"Oh yeah, speaking of time, he should be back soon."

"he?"

Heavy footsteps sounded at the door. Hanyu frowned. He knew who that person was, but it was so late. Was there something wrong?

The man walked into the living room and was startled by the mother and son on the sofa. He put the bag in his hand behind him.

"Welcome back, Makoto/Father."

"You're still awake so late?" Makoto frowned, as if he was worried about something. "Don't you still have to board the plane, Qingkong?"

Hearing his father's voice, Hanyu was about to answer but was stopped by his mother.

"Makoto, you scare the child, it's always like this." China walked up to Makoto, smiled and stretched out her hand, "Here, give it to me."

"What did you bring?" The look on his father's face made Hanyu believe that this man loved his mother to no end. "China, you too, won't let Qingkong sleep."

Qiannai tilted her head, her expression looking as if she felt that the father and son were more troublesome than the other, "Then I'll take it myself."

Using a moderate amount of force to pry open Makoto's fingers, Chinana took something out of the bag and handed it to Qingkong, "Really, if you want to give your son a gift, just take it out openly."

Hanyu stared blankly at the gift in his hand. If nothing unexpected happened, his father would quietly put it next to his pillow when he fell asleep.

He looked up at his father, as if it was the first time he noticed his father making such an expression, with embarrassment and undisguised concern in his sternness.

He suddenly remembered that he had never looked up at his father so seriously because he was afraid. So his father was such a man?

Did he come back today just for me? Did he come back so late because he went to pick out gifts? Hanyu couldn't help but think about it, he stared at his father blankly.

"Qingkong, you have to be strict with yourself when you study abroad. I'm not worried about that." Chengren coughed lightly, as if to cover up his embarrassment. "You've moved out for a year, you should have learned how to take care of yourself. Don't cause trouble for Uncle Xiaoyuan, understand?"

Hanyu nodded. Just as his father said, this was something not to worry about. The serious Hanyu Aozora would follow his parents' expectations and do his best. This was how he got here.

"Makoto, can't you be more frank?" Chinana rolled her eyes at her husband, walked up to Hanyu and touched his head, "When your father says 'I'm not worried', it usually means 'You've tried very hard, I'm satisfied', do you understand, Qingkong?"

Hanyu was stunned. It was the first time he heard such words from his mother. Even though it was a translation, it was enough to make him happy.

"I actually have something I want to apologize to you for, Qingkong." Chinana tried to stop Chengren with her eyes and said in a gentle tone, "Mom has never encouraged you and has always been asking for things from you. I thought I was doing good to you, but I did something wrong."

"Because my Qingkong is a hard-working and talented child, strict requirements are necessary, and encouragement is also necessary. This is the conclusion I came to on the day when you suddenly grew up, Qingkong."

Chinana hugged Hanyu's head and said, "Can you forgive me, mom? I lost Qingkong who worked so hard and was so serious."

"Come here too, Makoto. Don't you want to say something similar?"

Chinana's dissatisfied tone made Makoto helpless, so he had to walk over.

"The heir of the Hanyu family has to shoulder a lot of responsibilities. I was the same as you when I was a child, but I was far from doing as well as you." Makoto touched Qingkong's head unconsciously while talking about the past. "I want to be strict with you, so that you will not be like me and become more outstanding."

"It wasn't until that day when I talked to the real person that I realized it was wrong to impose my own ideas on my children."